My Beloved

When Mo Yuan changed their positions and pinned her down, Han Luo flinched in pain. "Ow! It hurts!"

However, Mo Yuan didn't heed to her cry. His eyes were flickering with scorching fire. He asked in a hoarse tone, "Did you have fun while playing with me?"

Not to hurt her, he placed his legs between her legs as her legs were spread. His hands were both sides of her head. Their faces were inches close. Their noses were touching and they could feel each other's breath.

Thinking back to what happened the night before, Han Luo's face burned up. Feeling embarrassed, she averted her gaze. For some reason, she couldn't look at Mo Yuan in the eyes. The emotion in his eyes was too direct. If she could back away, she would. She could only face his naked gaze.

Without finding any other option to get away from him, she opened her mouth and answered, "Big brother Yuan is mad at me. I don't like it. That's why I had to pacify your heart and satisfy your needs."

Mo Yuan's line of sight fell on her bright red lips. His eyes gradually darkened. He wished to bite her lips and taste them with his heart's content. It had been too long since he last kissed her lips.

He asked her in a husky voice, "Little girl, do you know what it means to satisfy a man's need?"

Han Luo's heartbeat quickened. To divert her attention, she held onto his tie and played with it. She coquettishly responded, "…I don't know… will big brother Yuan teach me?"

She had no idea what kind of fire she was playing with. It was a fire that could mercilessly engulf her without caring about her crying and begging. This fire was selfish and monstrous.

Mo Yuan's heart nearly stopped at her words. He suddenly realized something.

This girl… is too precious to him. He wants to spoil her, indulge her, and make her crave for him. However, he doesn't want her to get hurt. The last thing he wants to see her crying in pain.

Mo Yuan moved closer and kissed her face. His lips pecked her eyelids and eyebrows and then her sharp nose. Afterward, he huskily stated, "I will teach you but you have to promise me that you cannot do it with others."

Han Luo thought of something and asked curiously, "Shouldn't I do it to my hubby?"

Mo Yuan cupped her cheek with his right hand and his thumb caressed her soft pink lips. His eyes glued on her desired lips and replied in a deep voice, "If only the hubby is me."

Han Luo complained while making a pouty face, "Big brother Yuan, you are so possessive."

He pecked on the corner of her lips and declared, "Only when it comes it you,"

Han Luo's body slightly shivered. Her face reddened. Her eyes glinted with hidden passion. She reached out and encircled her arms around his neck and pulled him even closer. Their lips almost touched. She pleaded, "Big brother Yuan, teach me. I want to serve you."

Mo Yuan couldn't control himself anymore and kissed her lips. Her lower lip went inside his mouth and he sucked her passionately.

"Mm!" Han Luo's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't imagine that the first thing he would do was to kiss her lips. She didn't have the time to think of what they were doing was right or wrong. She saw her lips being stolen under her nose and the first thing that came to her mind was, 'My first kiss was taken by big brother Yuan.'

Before she had the time to struggle, she completely melted underneath him. Mo Yuan changed his angles multiple times and kissed her both lips. Each time his kiss was fiercer than before.

Han Luo's heart was pounding like a drum. It almost felt like her heart was going to be ripped out of the ribcage. She didn't know how to kiss. She tried to clumsily kiss him back but she was nothing compared to Mo Yuan's intense kisses.

"Hah… Hah… Hah…" When Han Luo couldn't take it anymore, she opened her mouth to take some oxygen. She realized how difficult it was to breathe with her nose when her lips were being eaten by a wolf.

Mo Yuan didn't let go of the opportunity. He gave her two seconds to take whatever oxygen to put on her mouth and then he entered his tongue.

"Ung!" Han Luo was startled. She had seen people doing French kisses but seeing and doing were two different things. She struggled to move her mouth and tongue away from his fiery attacks.

Mo Yuan noticed her silent protest. He momentarily let go of her tongue and showed her face with soft kisses. Seeing that she didn't fight back, he gazed at her with his fervent dark eyes and huskily stated, "Ah Luo, be good and be obedient. Listen to me and let me kiss you."

Han Luo's face was crimson. She was panting heavily and her chest was moving up and down. She was muddle headed but didn't forget to object, "B-but that was…"

Mo Yuan coaxed her, "That's French kiss. Didn't you want me to teach you how to serve me? Let me show you. Now, obediently open your mouth and show me your tongue."

Han Luo hesitated and slowly separated her lips and showed him her tongue.

"Good girl," Mo Yuan praised her and brushed his lips over her forehead. He uttered in a fervid voice, "Now stick out your tongue."

She obediently listened to him and did as he told her to do.

Mo Yuan was pleased with her obedience and pecked on her cheeks and slowly and carefully touched her tongue with his.

Han Luo jolted and moved her tongue away but his tongue caught her before she could run away. He gently played with her tongue making her get used to his soft, wet, warm, and slippery tongue.

The break time was over and the bell rang but they didn't move.. They were too busy with themselves.